do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

Ai Qiao turned on the TV, turned the volume to the maximum, hugged the pillow she gave her, and buried herself in the sofa.

The pillow was very fragrant, with the smell of her perfume, which stimulated Ai Qiao's nerves like poison and made her feel a little suffocated.

Three years of love, it was over as soon as it was said. When Ai Qiao tried to open her eyes wide and looked at her face, she didn't see the slightest bit of regret and sadness from her eyes.

It's as if the two are only parting temporarily, and they will see each other again tomorrow, so free and easy, there is no consciousness that they will never see each other again.

Ai Qiao shook her head and hugged the pillow in her arms even tighter.

"Here." Liu Meng came out of the kitchen, frowned, picked up the remote control, turned down the volume of the TV, and handed the cup in her hand to Ai Qiao.

Ai Qiao was still staring blankly, as if she hadn't heard anything, and didn't respond.

"Die you!" Liu dreamed of her virtue, her eyes were almost breathing fire, she sat down beside Ai Qiao, forcibly turned her head over and pressed it on her shoulder.

"Cry if you want, idiot." Liu Meng sighed.

"I can't cry." Ai Qiao shook her head and said softly.

When I was with her, I shed too many tears and have already shed them all. Now there are no more tears to commemorate this lost love.

Like a dying fish, no matter how hard it struggles, it can't shed a single tear, but it can spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Fuck!" Liu Meng cursed in a low voice.

"Why, not satisfied?" Ai Qiao raised her eyes to look at her, reached out and patted Liu Meng's hand, "How about I show you a love affair?"

"Get lost." Liu Meng snorted coldly, picked up the remote control and switched to Central Six.

It's an action comedy movie, the one with no technical content, the kind that a fool can guess the follow-up plot at a glance.

"Close it, your head hurts." After watching in silence for a while, Ai Qiao sighed, removed her head from Liu Meng's shoulder and stood up.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Meng obediently turned off the TV, her eyes fixed on Ai Qiao's back.

"Sleep." Ai Qiao waved to Liu Meng, "What time is it, big sister, if you don't sleep, I'll still sleep."

"Damn, I'm not here to accompany you!" Liu Meng cursed the third swear word tonight, and restrained herself for a long time before she couldn't resist throwing the remote control in her hand at Ai Qiao.

"Thank you." Ai Qiao turned around and smiled at her, opened the door of the room and walked in.

Liu Meng stared at her back and hesitated for a while, finally got up from the sofa, walked carefully to Ai Qiao's door and pasted it on the door like a poster.

There were a few faint sobs from inside, the voice was very small, as if the volume was deliberately controlled.

Liu Meng sighed, turned and went back to her room.

"This idiot..." Liu Meng sighed softly.

At one o'clock in the morning, the small rental house finally returned to silence, the clock was ringing, and the whole house was overlooked from an arrogant God's perspective.

It was half past night.

At 06:30 the next day, when Liu Meng came out of the house rubbing her eyes, Ai Qiao was sitting at the dining table grinding beans. After seeing Liu Meng, she smiled at her.

"Coffee?" Liu Meng yawned, walked to the dining table and sat down face to face with Ai Qiao.

"Yeah." Ai Qiao nodded, and then pointed to the bread machine in the corner, "There is bread."

"What time did you start?" Liu Meng asked.

"Didn't sleep." Ai Qiao replied.

"Crazy, crazy!" Liu Meng sighed, and grabbed her head vigorously with her hand.

"Ah, I'm crazy." Ai Qiao responded, grinding the beans in her hand as before.

"Are you still going to work today?" Liu Meng asked casually.

"Go to work. After all, the third year of high school has heavy learning tasks. They are working hard there. I, the head teacher, am too embarrassed not to go." Ai Qiao said softly.

"It's amazing, my Teacher Ai." Liu Meng smiled wryly and shook her head.

Ai Qiao didn't answer, just poured the ground coffee powder into the cup.

The moment the hot water was poured in, the aroma of coffee gushed out instantly, and a transparent mist was drawn from the mouth of the cup, floating into Ai Qiao's nasal cavity with a little mellow fragrance.

"I'm going, why is it so bitter?" Liu Meng picked up the cup and took a sip, the bitter taste crawled and danced on her taste buds, causing her to frown instantly.

"Refreshing." Ai Qiao said, holding the cup to her lips.

After breakfast, it was already ten past seven. Ai Qiao put the cup in the sink and wiped it clean, then shook off the water from her hands, and walked to the door with her bag on the sofa.

"Let's go." Ai Qiao said to Liu Meng, opened the anti-theft door and walked out.

Today's weather is not too cold. Although it is already November, the temperature here is still high, often hovering around [-] degrees.

Ai Qiao pulled down the zipper of her coat casually, went into the carport and pushed out her small electric car.

Stepping into the car, Ai Qiao took out the earphones from her pocket and put them on her ears, turned on the music player and rushed towards the school.

The sound of the earphones was turned up so loud that it could almost cover up all the noises, whether it was noisy talking or harsh whistles, all disappeared, as if Ai Qiao was the only one in the huge world.

"Doyouloveme?" This sentence rang out repeatedly in the earphones.

Ai Qiao nodded, then shook her head and smiled wryly.

I love you, but I can't love you...

When I arrived at the school around 07:30, the janitor was still the same, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and drinking tea in the posture of a national leader, and greeted Ai Qiao with a smile when he saw her coming.

"Morning, sir." Ai Qiao nodded at him after taking off the earphones.

"Teacher Ai's complexion doesn't look very good, is it because you've been too tired recently?" The uncle changed into a tone of caring for the younger generation.

"It's okay, nothing." Ai Qiao shook her head.

"Oh." The uncle nodded, and then added: "Teacher Ai also needs to pay attention to rest, it's not good if you break your body."

"Understood, thank you." Ai Qiao smiled gratefully at the uncle, and walked into the teaching building with her bag.

Self-study has already started, and the teaching building is surprisingly quiet, especially the floor where the third-year students are located. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the subtle brushing sound of the pen rubbing against the paper.

Ai Qiao took a few steps forward, and gently pushed open the door of Class Three and Five.

Most of the students were studying, only a few were still whispering, but after seeing Ai Qiao, they quickly restrained themselves and pretended to be studying seriously.

There is only one person who is still unmoved and indulged in his own small world, which can be called a clear stream among the senior three students.

Her name is Qin Moru, she is an undeniable musical genius and a top student.

Ai Qiao frowned, and walked slowly to Qin Moru's desk and knocked on the corner of her desk.

"Ah, Teacher Ai." Qin Moru took off the headset from his head, and smiled at Ai Qiao.

A very youthful smile, vigorous eyes, sweet dimples, cute canine teeth, and silver earrings shining in the sun.

"Lianfeng's sky is not full of feet." Ai Qiao said.

"Withered pine hanging upside down against the cliff." Qin Moru replied, lighting his finger on the table comfortably.

"Gene mutation." Ai Qiao asked again.

"It refers to changes in genetic structure, including the addition, deletion or change of DNA base pairs." Qin Moru replied.

"The reaction in the battery." Ai Qiao pulled out a piece of paper from the table.

Qin Moru took the paper, bit off the cap of the pen with her teeth, picked up the brush and began to write on the paper. After a while, she raised her head and handed the paper to Ai Qiao.

“PbPbO22H2SO4=2PbSO42H2O”上面赫然写了一串方程式，甚至还配好了平。

"Not bad." Ai Qiao nodded and put the paper back on the table.

Qin Moru made a comparison to her.

"Don't wear the headset in class, or I will have to confiscate it for you when other teachers come to complain to me." Ai Qiao patted Qin Moru on the shoulder, turned and left.

"Understood." Qin Moru agreed, turned the headset on the table around, and put it back on his head.

There was an English song in the headset, and while listening to it, Qin Moru wrote the lyrics on the piece of paper on which the equation was silently written just now:

"Do you love me?"

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